I'm in pain,
They laugh,
I'm serious,
They're not,
I help,
They abuse,
I'm the third person,
They're the pair,
I enjoy their company,
They don't,
I'm left out,
They're left in,
I'm sensitive,
They're not,
I liked them,
They crushed me,
I had a heart,
They shattered it,
Now I'm heartless.
The cycle repeats till this day.
YOU ARE READING
Focus Henry
PoetryIdk what the hell this is. I'm just gonna write what comes to mind. This is probably going to be a entry that has a lot of parts, I don't know how many exactly, I just know that it will go on for a while.